Jimin got home after a long day of classes. It had been a gloomy, rainy day outside and he was downright exhausted. He dropped his stuff down on the kitchen counter, ran his fingers through his hair and let out a much needed sigh.

He was happy to finally have some alone time.

It had been a couple weeks since their first night together. After that unexpected occurrence, Yoongi would always come by Jimin's apartment needing a little "help" with some of his pent up frustrations, and Jimin could never say no, not even when he was really not in the mood or truly tired. Frankly, Jimin was beyond exhausted because Yoongi was uncharacteristically clingy, but it wasn't like that at first.

The first night they hooked up, Jimin could remember the older holding him for maybe 5 minutes before he rolled over and fell asleep. Jimin had woken up the next morning to the right side of his bed empty. The older had left a note on the night stand that simply said "Sorry." And Jimin would be lying if he said it didn't sting.

Yoongi couldn't stand up and take responsibility for what he had done the previous night, leaving Jimin to feel degraded and pathetic all by himself. Of course he knew the older didn't have any feelings for him, but it still hurt, leaving Jimin a naked, sobbing mess.

And alone.

Jimin forced a smile on his face the next time he saw the blonde, not wanting to stir anymore awkward tension with his best friend. Surprisingly, Yoongi did the same, pretending that nothing weird had ever happened between the two. So you can imagine that it was quite shocking to the younger when Yoongi showed up two nights later with the same intentions as before.

But Jimin couldn't say no. He loved Yoongi, so it wasn't too hard for him to spread his legs, yet again, for the one who had his heart. He was willing to help Yoongi heal from what was hurting him, even though it was destroying him. He would help him no matter how long it took.

He didn't think this new 'relationship' would last for a couple weeks like it had. He figured it would sizzle down eventually. Maybe when all of Yoongi's feelings for Sera subsided, it would all end. But the thought of that hurt Jimin too.

He didn't want them to pretend it never happened. Could they even go back to normal after?

What Jimin really didn't expect was for him to be so exhausted. Yoongi wasn't exactly gentle during sex, especially when he had a rough day. Like when he would see Sera in the hallways acting like nothing in the world phased her, purposely flirting with other guys in front of him. Those days he was always particularly rough in bed, so Jimin was pretty sore if he was being honest.

He knew he was being used, but what hurt the most was when Yoongi started to moan her name during sex or when he went down on him. That honestly stung, but he forced himself to ignore his feelings. This was supposed to be casual sex. Between friends. Right.

How did their friendship turn into this?

Jimin shook his head to rid of his thoughts. Tonight, Jimin was determined to have some well deserved alone time.

Yoongi was working late in the music studio on campus, and Taehyung was on a date with Jungkook, which was another bonus because Jimin can't handle another one of his roommate's snarky comments about the moaning and bed squeaks coming from Jimin's bedroom. Jimin is hopeful that Taehyung is clueless about who is causing his loud moans because he hasn't said anything, but he can't help but worry about it.

Nobody needs to know they're having sex with no strings attached. Jimin doesn't need anyone feeling sorry for him when this is his own fault.

Jimin turned on some upbeat music on the stereo and made his way to the kitchen. He was in the mood for some chocolate chip cookies baked from scratch. Baking used to be one of Jimin's favorite hobbies. He isn't as good as Jin, but it's a perfect stress reliever, a way to clear his head from all of his worries. He hasn't had the time since he's been busy with classes, figuring out his major, and taking care of Yoongi.

He hummed and swayed his hips to the song blasting through the apartment as he mixed in the chocolate chips with the batter. He managed to get a little flour on his baby pink apron, but he didn't mind.

"Perfect," he breathed out as he placed the cookie dough balls in the oven. He tossed his oven mitt off and leaned his back against the counter, gripping it tight on either side of him as he threw his head back. This is peaceful. He needed this.

But the serenity came to an abrupt end as the front door to the apartment was thrown open. "Oh!" Jimin jumped and clutched onto his shirt over his chest. The door slammed shut, and there were loud stomps making their way into the kitchen where Jimin was.

Jimin really wasn't expecting to see Yoongi storm into the room with a really pissed off look on his face. Something must really be bothering the blonde, but Jimin doesn't even get a chance to respond before Yoongi lunges at him.

"Hyung, what's-" Jimin tried to ask, as Yoongi smashes his lips against his in a fervor. The blonde harshly grabbed Jimin's hips, pulling their bodies close together. The younger didn't have time to catch his breath as Yoongi shoved his tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. Yoongi grunted as he trailed his hands down to Jimin's ass, roughly groping his cheeks.

"Yoongi- Ah!- What's going.. on? W-what's wrong?" Jimin tried to asked, while his hands were on Yoongi's shoulders as the latter sucked painful bruises into his skin. This was not good. Something must have happened, but he needs Yoongi to tell him, not hide his emotions behind sex.

Jimin whined as Yoongi gave a particularly harsh bite on his collarbone that was sure to leave a dark mark. "Please- tell me what's going on..."

Yoongi stopped for a short moment. "Jimin, please. I need you", he grunted, "right now." The older just needed a distraction, a release from their current world, and he needed it fast. All he could see was red at the moment, so he didn't even realize how much he was worrying- scaring -the brunette holding on to him.

The latter yelped as Yoongi picked him up under his bottom, and carried him to his bedroom. "Hyung," Jimin breathed, "can you please explain to me what happened?"

"I don't want to talk. I need this right now." His voice was cold and distant. Yoongi forced his lips back on Jimin's, after laying him on the bed. The younger tried to shove him away, but Yoongi only grew irritated.

This wasn't Yoongi. This wasn't Jimin's childhood friend or the man that he loved.

"I have cookies in the oven, they're going to burn if I leave them there." Jimin reached for a reason for Yoongi to stop.

Yoongi just gave him a dark stare, "I'll be quick, promise. Just help me out right now" he slurred out. Jimin just gave him a slight nod in response, not wanting to anger Yoongi further. He really didn't want this now and it was evident, but clearly Yoongi was too self consumed to realize that.

All of Yoongi's movements were rushed, stripping Jimin of his clothing fast, but only tugging his own jeans and boxers down slightly. There were no carresses, no kisses, and no prep. This was a quick fuck.

Yoongi was too far gone to care at this point, and he shoved his member inside Jimin, causing him to whimper in pain, as he clutched onto the older. Usually, if there was any pain, Yoongi would apologize or try to comfort the younger, but he didn't say a thing as he began to thrust harshly, in and out of Jimin. "H-How can she m-move on so goddamn f-fast!" Yoongi spat out as he pushed inside the younger.

"Y-Yoongi, slow down!" Jimin screamed in horror, as the stretch felt like he was ripping in half. He couldn't catch his breath. "It h-hurts!" Yoongi thrusted harder than ever before, slamming Jimin's back against the mattress. Jimin's whole body was aching.

Tears streamed down Jimin's face, as Yoongi grunted each time he pounded into the younger. Jimin could tell he was about to climax by the way his hips stuttered a bit, and he couldn't wait til this was all over. He has never felt so dirty, repulsive, and so used.

Finally, Yoongi reached his peak. After a few more shallow thrusts, he pulled out and tucked himself back in his jeans. Sweat covered his forehead as he tried to catch his breath.

Jimin let himself curl into a ball. He could feel Yoongi's release trickle out of him, making a mess of the sheets, but he couldn't care at the moment. He felt like he was going to be sick.

After a few moments and some deep breaths, Yoongi stared at Jimin in shock, like he finally woke up.

What had just happened?

He couldn't believe what he had just done to his best friend. The guilt and self hatred slammed into him all at once, so he couldn't even open his mouth to speak. The only thing he could bring himself to do was run. He had to get out of there and clear his head.

So that's what he did, leaving a hysterical Jimin alone.

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So yuppp... there's that.
Sorry, if that was triggering for anyone.  I love Yoongi, but I needed this to be in here for my storyline. His character will get better, but it might be a while.

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-Sydney <3